Women in stewardess outfits, their naked breasts exposed, moved about. Each had their choker.“Come with me, sweetie,” a dusky-skinned stewardess p...rred, grabbing my hand and leading me to a seat. Her choker named her Aaliyah. I sat on my seat, a round window next to my head. “Buckle up, we’ll be taking off soon. In a few hours, we’ll be landing at the Theocracy.”With my face pressed against the window, I watched with excitement as the plane taxied through the airport. The engines roared real. That particular weekend, I was the only one still in town since all the rest of my friends had left for spring break already. I agreed to help him out. I got there around eight that morning, and we started working on the yard, and we cut down a couple of trees and shrubs. We then cleaned the pool and worked in the back yard working on the gutters, and the patio. We did some stonework and installed an in-counter grill for more of those great steaks. We finished up around two-ish, and we went. I feel something hard against my back. I hear a door open and you move me sideways. You push on my shoulders and I sit. The door closes, shutting out all the people around. I hear another door open and close again. I feel your hand on mine and I am happy. You tell me not to open my eyes until you say so. We drive someplace mysterious. After a few minutes, the vehicle stops and I hear you get out. My door opens and you take my hand, pulling me out, making sure my eyes are still closed. We go. One, then two and finally three as I moan and shriek while his fingers fuck me and he licks me. I clasp at my hair then reach down to hold his head still as my orgasm builds. Suddenly I’m on my back. He’s thrown me off him. In my confusion I whimper, no, don’t stop, I want to come, don’t stop. My hand slips down between my legs but he snatches it off. No, not yet, not until I decide that you can. His voice is soft but firm. My hands are above my head, held in place as he looks over me. He’s.